Mind Reading: The Road to Dominance of the Group’s Pet Princess

In the next few days, Emperor Shun sent people to surround the palace where Mo Jin was recovering from his injuries, declaring that no one was allowed to disturb Mo Jin's recovery, leaving only the palace maids and imperial doctors to serve him.

Nalan Yunsheng took a graceful palace maid to the outside of the palace with a step that she would not recognize. She thought that it would take a lot of trouble to enter the palace, but she didn't expect that when she entered the palace, the guard guarding the door saw her face and let her go. .

She had already planned that if the guards refused to let her in, she would ask them, "Do you know who she is? Do you know who her father is?"

In the end, it was released? ? ?

"Your Majesty, please come in. Your Highness, the Seventh Princess."

After saying that, he opened the door very thoughtfully.

Nalan Yunsheng: What’s the matter? Is facial brushing so easy to do these days?

Could it be that her domineering aura intimidated the guards?

Without any time to think, she quickly entered the palace with her short legs and the palace attendants behind her.

The person behind her was naturally Duan Qingqiu. She learned from Concubine De that Mo Jin had become Nalan Yunsheng's husband, and Nalan Yunsheng could come to attend classes today.

So she wanted to give it a try and asked the little girl if she could come with her. Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't even think about it and just patted her chest and said yes.

Until he entered the inner hall, Duan Qingqiu still felt a little incredible. Everything went so smoothly, almost like a dream.

Mo Jin had taken medicine and was sitting by the bed doing recovery exercises. Nalan Yunsheng secretly told Du Guogong about this exercise.

She gestured several times, and Du Guogong really wrote it down, and then notified the imperial doctor, claiming that it was a recovery method he learned outside the Great Wall.

The imperial doctors studied it for two days, improved the recovery exercises and taught Mo Jin how to use it.

Nalan Yunsheng learned this exercise from a doctor friend in modern times, and it is very suitable for Mo Jin's situation.

Seeing Nalan Yunsheng, Mo Jin stood up overjoyed and walked over slowly, "Meet Your Highness the Princess."

Nalan Yunsheng also bowed obediently and said, "See you, sir."

After saying that, both of them laughed, "Sir, please don't salute Yun Sheng again in the future. You are my husband. There is no reason for a husband to salute a student."

Mo Jin is not a person who is too formal. "Well, in the future, the princess will not have to salute the minister, and our courtesy will directly cancel each other out."

"Hehe, okay, okay."

Duan Qingqiu was stunned on the spot from the moment she saw Mo Jin. This man's appearance had completely changed, but he still gave her a familiar feeling.

He was the person she had kept in her heart for many years!

Mo Jin didn't pay attention to the little maid brought by Nalan Yunsheng, but it didn't feel good to be stared at. He narrowed his eyes and looked, but his heart suddenly became confused.

Seeing the two of them locking eyes, Nalan Yunsheng directly rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, said he wanted to go out for a drink and ran out.

Mo Jin couldn't help but take a few steps back and opened his mouth to say something, but he knew that the guess in his heart was absolutely impossible, so he closed his mouth again.

"Brother Mo, it's me"

Duan Qingqiu took off the gauze scarf on his face, revealing the face that Mo Jin had longed for.

"God has mercy on you. I've finally waited for you."

After hugging the person in front of him, Duan Qingqiu felt how thin this person was. As soon as he took hold of him, he felt that all his body was made of bones.

Mo Jin couldn't help but shed more tears. Mo Jin stiffened up and didn't dare to move.

Not only was he greedy for the warmth given by his sweetheart, but also suffered from the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers. After a few breaths, he pushed away the person in front of him.

"Greetings to the Queen, I'm fine."

Duan Qingqiu was stunned, "Brother Mo, listen to me, I'm not..."

Mo Jin waved his hand to stop Duan Qingqiu's next words, "The matter between you and me, my empress, ended the moment the news of Chen Shen's death came out three years ago."

"Now that you are the empress of Dasheng, you are His Majesty's person. I cannot do anything to disgrace His Majesty."

Duan Qingqiu was funny and angry, so she interrupted him angrily, "Yes, you are affectionate and righteous to His Majesty, but what about me? I have waited for you for three years and three years. How many three years are there in life?"

Mo Jin lowered his head in pain, knowing that he would never be able to repay what he owed Duan Qingqiu in his lifetime.

"In the next life, I will work as a cow or a horse to repay the Queen."

The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his tears falling to the ground and disappearing. He was suffering in his heart but could not express it.

Duan Qingqiu knelt on the ground, pulled the man up, and slapped him hard.

"I've been waiting for you for nine full years, and this is how you treat me?"

"How many nine years can I have? Mo Jin, tell me, how many nine years can I have?"

"Who do you think His Majesty and I are? When the news of your death came and I fell seriously ill, do you know how many people in the capital were waiting to see the joke of an old girl like me!"

Mo Jin could no longer bear it and began to wipe the tears of his sweetheart, but he always stuck to the old rules and did not dare to make any other moves.

"In the end, my father went to the palace and begged Your Majesty to allow me to enter the palace. Finally, I entered the palace and became the queen for the sake of the Duan family. At first, I thought that Your Majesty only allowed me to enter the palace because of the Duan family's influence in the court."

"But do you know what His Majesty said on my first night in the palace?"

Seeing Mo Jin looking over, Duan Qingqiu slapped him again, and then said, "Your Majesty said that I am the person you care about most. He was worried that I would not be able to think about it amidst the rumors outside the palace, so he allowed me to enter the palace and continue to serve you." To keep my integrity, if I want to get married someday, I just need to send someone to tell him, and he will arrange everything for me..."

He slapped the dumbfounded Mo Jin again, "Your Majesty is a wise king. I respect you for being loyal to His Majesty. I don't care about what you said before. I'll ask you one last time, do you want to be with me?"

Mo Jin looked overjoyed and wanted to take her into his arms, but he retracted his hand without thinking, and said calmly, "Qiu'er, you are still His Majesty's queen. After you regain your freedom in a few days, I will... again... ..”

Duan Qingqiu glanced at this idiot speechlessly, and threw herself into Mo Jin's arms regardless. The relationship between her and His Majesty was more like a transaction.

His Majesty provided her with a place to settle down and an identity. She assisted His Majesty in handling palace affairs and managing the concubine, because she never regarded herself as His Majesty's woman.

Therefore, he threw himself into Mo Jin's arms without any psychological burden. Mo Jin raised his hands, held his breath, and did not dare to move.

"Qiu'er, why are you crying? Be good and don't cry."

Duan Qingqiu hugged Mo Jin and felt it carefully. He felt that if he fell into the hands of the enemy, he must have suffered a lot.

"You suffered."

Mo Jin tried his best to relax his body so as not to hurt the person in his arms. "It's okay. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and I am used to suffering. I can still bear this little pain."

"Qiu'er, do you know what my wish has been that has supported me in surviving these three years? First, I want to come back and see you again, and second, I must avenge myself and kill that bastard."

"Your Majesty promised to help me get revenge, hehe."

Duan Qingqiu choked up when he looked at the man with a silly smile on his face. This man smiled like the second idiot in the village.

But this smile made her heart happy, and she couldn't help but laugh.

When Nalan Yunsheng came back, what he saw were the two fool-like people at the head of the village who were laughing.

Nalan Yunsheng: Small head, big doubts.